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I was born in south Texas Didn't have a dollar to our name My poppa left my momma there To pick cotton and cut down sugarcane She had to work like a slave, all day So I might have better Spend my time in them sunshine ray I'm workin' Baby, I'm workin' Ooh daddy, I'm workin' Yes momma, I'm workin' Ooh brother, I'm workin' for you Wanna know if it's worth it, or true I just want better And I'm about to break on through Baby, I'm workin' Might not mean a thing to you These places that I'd like to go But the things that I'm looking for Just ain't around no more My uncle was a gambling man Way down in New Orleans There let me run them streets Baby, now I do my thing Honey, I'm workin' And baby, I'm workin' Sugar, I'm workin' Sister, I'm workin' Ooh brother, I'm workin' for you Wanna know if it's worth it, it's true I just want better Tell me what else can I do? Baby, I'm workin' Sugar, I'm workin' Darlin', I'm workin' Ooh baby, I am workin' Yeah, darlin' I am workin'
Writer(s): Matthew Charles Crockett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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